My Human Mate novel Chapter 28

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I huffed, completely fed up with Blake.

"No I'm not fucking kidding you," Blake harshly responded, quoting and spitting out the words that I had just used mere seconds ago. "I'm not letting you to go on some holiday with a boy I haven't met. What kind of brother would I be?" he questioned.

"Um, a normal brother," I said, emphasising the word normal. "You're just to over protective, why I have no clue." I muttered the last part which only caused Blake to glare at me.

"See? Right there is one reason. You are childish and there's no telling what you will get up to." Blake argued.

"His my mate!" I yelled. Well, that's no lie. Just because Blake and I don't have the same definition of that one particular word doesn't mean that I'm lying, right?

"Your mate? Since when do you start speaking like a stereo typical Australian?" Blake hissed, narrowing his eyes at me. My cheeks started heating up the slightest bit and I mentally scolded myself for letting my "not 100% truth" start to surface.

"What does it matter what word I use? Mate, friend. It's the same thing." I huffed, crossing my arms and shooting daggers at Blake.

"Well that changes everything," Blake sarcastically responded, throwing his hand in the air.

My eyes involuntarily narrowed at him.

"No." he stated.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"N-"I quickly interrupted him before he could finish.

"Yes, and nothing you say will change what happens. You won't even be in the god damn state when I leave so it's not as if you can stop me." I challenged him.

"But Tanner can." He stated, challenging my challenge.

"Just because you're barely ever around to be a pain in the ass all the time doesn't mean that you can send Tanner to be one for you!" I practically screamed, silencing the both of us. As soon as the words left my mouth, I instantly regretted it.

Blake's eyes softened and turned into the look of guilt, and that just made me feel even worse.

"Blake, I'm so sor-" I started apologising but he hushed me.

"Lani, it's okay. It's my fault. Your right, I'm never around. And if I was we wouldn't be having this argument because I'd know the kid and I'd see that you don't date assholes." The look in his eyes as they bored into mine told me that there was no room for argument, and that I shouldn't talk back to him.

"I said he was my friend," I grumbled under my breath, wanting to do nothing but tell him how sorry I am. A small chuckle escaped his lips and a small smile graced his face and he walked closer to me and flung an arm around my shoulder.

"Oi, no!" Tanner protested. "I don't want to get hurt .I have learnt the hard way that getting in the middle of you two doing this play fighting thing, results in ME being the one to get hurt. " He exclaimed which only made me laugh.

And that's how the rest of the night went. As my parents call us, "the three musketeers" mucking and joking around with one another for hours on end, forgetting about everything but the activities at hand. The whole night, up until one in the morning, we were laughing, singing, eating, watching movies and just being total spastics with one another until we went to sleep in the living room, all huddled under the one doona and squished onto the same small couch.

"Ouch," I heard Tanner groan. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting as the sun flooded into the living room and directly onto the couch where the three of us had crashed the previous night.

"Shut the fuck up man," Blake mumbled, his voice tired and groggy from waking up what I assume only seconds before. "I'm trying to sleep here."

"What the?" I muttered under my breath and I felt a heavy object lying on my torso that was in the process of falling off the couch and bend in a very uncomfortable and awkward angle. My mind felt foggy from only just waking up and I had trouble placing what the actual object was until my mind registered.

"Ewwww, get it off me!" I groaned and shoved Blake's feet off my torso with a powerful shove, feeling relieved when the weight had been lifted. Blake toppled onto the floor, falling face first onto the ground and landed with a thud. I smiled.

"What the hell Alana," he muttered, before rolling over and going straight back to sleep on the floor in a new found comfortable position. I just rubbed my eyes, silently pleading for the light to dim down or for my eyes to quickly adjust to the brightness so I was capable of seeing what was around me.

"Alana, move your head." Tanner groaned from beside me. "Your chin is digging into my shoulder and you're making it go numb," he whined. I grinned wickedly and I dug my chin in harder into his shoulder, before pushing my body off Tanner and sitting up straight like a civilised human being. "Owww," he kept whining quietly beside me, rubbing his shoulder to get the feeling and blood flow back into the limb.

Eventually, all three of us woke up and stood in front of the couch staring down on where we had just slept previously.

"How did we all fit on that?" Blake questioned rubbing his forehead. We all stared in disbelief. To be honest, the couch was not very big at all. It was designed for two people to sit vertical next to each other (and even then it didn't provide lots of space), not three full grown people lying in strange and uncomfortable positions.

I was proud of our efforts.